Old West Romance · Saturday Spankings

A sound switching #SatSpanks #NewRelease

It’s Saturday! We all know what that means around here. It’s time for some Saturday Spankings. I’m thrilled to share something from my new release, Catching Betsy, which is Book 2 in the Mail-Order Grooms series. This book is completely standalone; however, if you’ve read the first book, Handling Susannah, you will have a chance to revisit several of the characters.

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In this excerpt, Betsy has put herself in danger by running away, and Roderick attempts to put a stop to that behavior by giving her a sound switching. She’s naked from the waist down, bent over a smooth rock with her skirts lying on her back, waiting to accept punishment.

He brought the switch across the center of both cheeks. A split-second later, she emitted a shriek and would have stood from her bent position if it weren’t for Roderick’s hand on her back pinning her in place. He watched as a single, thin welt appeared on her tender white cheeks.

He wielded the switch three more times in quick succession, leaving three neat stripes from the center of her bottom down to its undercurve.

She screamed so loudly that Roderick considered scolding her for that, but he decided not to. He had plenty of more important scolding to do. “You’ll never run away from me again, Betsy. If something I say isn’t pleasing to you, I expect you to stay and discuss it with me. Understand?”

“Yes!” she cried.

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Catching Betsy (Mail-Order Grooms Book 2)

About Catching Betsy

Eighteen-year-old Betsy Blake yearns for love and romance, but the unattached men of Virginia City are all ill-mannered ranch hands without the gentlemanly qualities she desires. When her friend Susannah finds a husband by writing a mail-order groom advertisement in the paper, Betsy decides to pen her own ad specifying her wish for a well-dressed, mannerly husband from the east, and she excitedly awaits a response from the man of her dreams.

Roderick Mason’s reputation as an architect in NYC has earned him great success, but he hasn’t been as lucky in love. The women of his circle are perfectly lovely, observing every etiquette with practice and ease, but he longs for adventure and a woman who will challenge him. When he reads an ad in the paper requesting a gentleman groom, he decides it’s time to abandon life as he knows it and head to the wild west.

Roderick and Betsy are immediately smitten, but they soon discover that not everyone in Virginia City is pleased by their match, especially one man who wants Betsy as his own. As Betsy’s stalker becomes increasingly threatening, Roderick realizes he will go to great lengths to protect his sweet little country girl, including taking her over his knee for some painful discipline when she misbehaves or puts herself in danger. Will Betsy learn to face her problems and accept Roderick’s love and discipline, or will he never succeed at what he desires most—protecting and catching Betsy?

Warning: Catching Betsy is a historical western romance containing sexual scenes and domestic discipline, including punishment spanking. If these themes offend you, please don’t buy this book.

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Are you ready for the sequel to Handling Susannah?

Good morning!

I’ve been working on Handling Susannah‘s sequel, which is tentatively titled Catching Betsy, and I wanted to give you a little sneak peek of the dialog between these new characters. Hope you enjoy.

“I lied about my age because I wanted to be courted by someone older and without folly,” Betsy explained. “I behave in a manner more mature than my age would suggest, and I wanted to meet someone compatible with me.”

“Ha!” he laughed. “If compatibility is what you seek, I’m afraid you might be on the wrong track, my dear. We’re nearly exact opposites.”

She considered that a moment. “Yes, I would agree in part. We are as different as a wolf from a lamb, but just because we’re different doesn’t mean we’re incompatible. Don’t two opposites of a magnet cling together?”

He leaned back. “Spoken like a woman who is wise beyond her years,” he mused with a small smile. “But you must know that a wolf generally eats the lamb, so I’m not sure your example is entirely relevant in this instance.”

“It’s relevant,” she insisted. “Just not literal.”

“You think so? Then tell me, do you believe me to be the wolf or the lamb, Miss Blake?”

Without smiling, she said, “That depends, Mr. Mason. Are you inclined to bleat?”

Roderick’s eyes widened before he threw back his head and laughed. He did not stop laughing for some time, and when he finally did, he wiped tears from his eyes and said, “I rather think it will be you who does the bleating.”

She quirked her head. “Oh?”

He uncrossed his legs, leaned forward, and stared into her eyes, his gaze now sober. “What I feel inclined to do, Miss Blake, is to take you over my knee and teach you a painful lesson about honesty. That way, you will know my expectations for a woman I court. What say you now?”

She swallowed and studied his dark eyes, which glimmered with intensity that was no longer laced with humor. When she found her voice, she said softly, “I say you are most definitely the wolf, Mr. Mason.”

He nodded slowly. Straightening, he patted his leg. “Come on then, little lamb, and take what you have coming.”

I can’t wait to share the rest with you. In the meantime, if you haven’t read it yet, be sure to check out Handling Susannah!